posted on Jan, 29 2008 @ 10:34 AM
OK, let me set the situation for you...
Two days ago it snowed approx. 6 inches on top of glaze ice left over from freezing rain the day before. Fun...fun...fun... Nothing I can't handle
with a little extra care, and slowing down as I drive. No big deal.
Oh, but no... (Let the RANT begin).
I'm driving home yesterday the road is compact snow and ice, rutted, basically the road sucks. This moron driving an SUV decides he wants to examine
the back of my car while going down the street. He's maybe 20 feet behind me, seemed closer actually..., this wasn't irritating enough, so he
begins to flash his highbeams in my rearview mirror. The temperature in my car suddenly surged...I almost let him buy me a new car.
Ah, but it gets better...
Today, as I drove home from work, yet another living breathing example of why brothers and sisters should not marry, tailgates me down the exact same
street. My god, people, is there not enough adventure in your life, you have to attempt to bring me into your adventures, too?
It ain't the conditions, it the morons out in the conditions that scare me... It's getting so that I hate driving in anything but perfect
Geeze, people...exercize some of your God given intellect and get a bleepin' clue...
Tailgating bad. Tailgating when its compact snow and ice is tempting the Reaper.